Eternity in a Picosecond!

Trident Bridge.

The night wind howled, carrying the dampness of the river across the deserted bridge.

At the far end, the third and final emergency brake glowed softly green.

It looked like a beacon of hope. It also looked like a sign marking the gates of hell.

The golden lightning around Barry Allen's scarlet suit had faded, flickering like a candle in the wind. Every breath felt like drawing red-hot blades into his lungs, burning organs already close to collapse.

Two runs beyond his limits had pushed his body to the brink of falling apart.

He could feel his muscle fibers screaming and his bones groaning. The Speed Force, once as obedient as his own limbs, now rampaged through his veins like a runaway horse.

But he could not stop.

He raised his head and fixed his goggle-covered eyes on that distant point of green light.

There lay the chance for tens of thousands of people to live.

There lay the only finish line he could accept as a hero.

"Just a little faster..."

Barry growled at himself, his teeth clenched so hard they rattled.

He abandoned every effort to protect his body and held back none of his power. All the will and strength he had left went into this last, most desperate run.

Boom!

Golden lightning more powerful than ever erupted beneath his feet, forming a pair of enormous wings made of pure energy!

His whole body became a scarlet beam too fast for the naked eye to follow. It tore through space and hurtled toward that final hope!

Mach fifteen!

Mach twenty!

Mach twenty-five!

In that moment, Barry Allen broke through a speed barrier he had never reached in his life.

The world vanished from his senses.

No sound. No light or shadow. No time.

Only the